Silent Circles Novels & Stories

But if the new world was already learning to speak in self-awareness, what would happen if it no longer allowed silence at all? Siran approached, sitting beside her. The night wind carried faint harmonics, the hum of unseen consciousness. “You’re thinking too loudly,” she teased softly, though her eyes betrayed worry. Ari smiled faintly. “The world hears everything now. Thinking quietly doesn’t mean it’s not listening.” Siran plucked a small bloom from the ground one of the reflective petals glowing with a faint silver pulse. “Then maybe it’s time we give it something worth hearing.” Ari looked up. “And what would that be?”

His eyes softened, turning molten under moonlight. “I am right here, little fawn,” he mumbled, his voice a tender rumble only I could hear. “Whenever you are ready.” My breath shook as the entire Silver Forest seemed to hold still, waiting for me. But before my nerves could swallow me, Zylar surged forward, steady, calm, and powerful. A strange warmth rippled down my spine, and my gums tingled sharply before my canines pushed longer, sharper, my body answering the pull of instinct written in my bloodline. Cassian held perfectly still, hands resting lightly on my waist, offering himself without fear.

The estate had never felt so silent. Lucy sat by the open window of the east wing, watching as dusk bled across the vineyards, the sky softening into purples and gold. The cicadas had begun their evening song, and somewhere in the distance, the fountain’s trickle echoed faintly, a rhythm against the hush. It was in these moments unburdened by interruptions, untouched by enemies that she could breathe. And yet, the quiet wasn’t loneliness. It was anticipation.

At that point, I just switched my phone off, no longer having any energy to reply. Meanwhile, the doctor helped me into the consultation room with my medical report in hand. Shaking his head, he said, "Your condition is still quite bad, Miss Palmer. You have to be mentally prepared. Don't let your emotions get too intense, or else you'll…" I smiled and nodded lightly at the doctor as I shoved a handful of pills in my mouth. "Yes, I understand. I've been using this artificial heart for years now, after all." Six years ago, Scott and I went overseas on vacation. However, enemies of his family had set an ambush in advance, and the two of us got kidnapped.

“And what is that, exactly?” I smile, slow and wolfish. “Rip the Loom apart and make her watch.” Cerelia joins us a few moments later. Her usually calm features are taut. Like she hasn’t slept in days. She doesn’t bother with preamble. “The Circle of Silence has made their first real move. Scarlett was targeted by one of their illusions. They showed her what would happen if she failed to protect all of us.” “She held her ground,” I say, not needing to ask.

"Can you stop? You're making my head spin!" Celestine, who had been pacing back and forth, fell silent and looked at Lilyana with annoyance. "Lily, come on! You're telling me to stop thinking? While you just relax," Celestine grumbled. "You're so cruel. Don't you respect my heartbreak? I just got cheated on, Cele! And turn off that annoying phone of yours, it keeps ringing!" Celestine snorted. She then slammed the tab in her hand onto the bed Lilyana was sitting on.

He was taking this class? "Oh my God! No fucking way." I muttered to myself in disbelief. Before I could look away, Ryker's gaze locked with mine from the bottom of the auditorium. A surge of emotions coursed through me as he started to make his way towards me. My heart thundered in my chest as I quickly averted my gaze and started to lipsync to the song that was currently playing to distract myself, but then it ended and the next one refused to play. I nervously grabbed my phone and tried to unlock it as Ryker neared me but I realized that it was dead.

He put it to the highest volume so that he won’t hear any noise aside from his music. Meanwhile, a loud noise can be heard in a nearby house. The breaking sound of the glass that comes off the table rang out in the whole house. There, a guy came out of the house while hanging his empty bag on his shoulder. He has this blank and emotionless face while walking out of the house. He looked at his own Harry Winston wrist watch that was a gift to him by his father.

11-BEING HIM Athena woke up in an unfamiliar room, her senses immediately assaulted by an eerie silence. She lay there quietly, keeping her eyes closed, trying to gather her bearings. The beeping of the machines that surrounded the bed matched her breaths, the only indications of her heartbeat, her existence in this strange place.

I heard so many to give me headache, many students were passing by, It wasn't something I could control, on moving further, I could hear him, he was guilty and in pain, but I couldn't find him, but I when I get close to the wall I was turning my back to, he's thought get louder, it wasn't surprising if he was in the wall. Stuffs like that didn't surprise me anymore, but How can I get through it, I thought and look at the necklace in my hand, a pendant of a snowflake and a shiny silver ring was on it, it was beautiful and from the texture it looks like pure silver, but the snowflake was white, couldn't guess what it was made off but it was very pretty. I was still staring at the pendant and t